My darling husband has started a blog of his own. It’s at this link and is about his running experience. He is doing a program called couch to 5k. This blog (he says) is to keep track of his progress, keep him honest, and probably to talk about other things in his life. Mostly he feels he has something worth blogging about (I guess he didn’t have that before. A girl could take offense to that).

So, go visit, give him your support, and maybe even find out just what it is about this man that I love so very much.

Anyone who knows me knows how much I’m like my mother. If it weren’t for her, I have no idea who I would be. She’s given me drive, passion, and one hell of a sharp tongue. I am so grateful to her for so many things.

It’s not always obvious that my father and I have much in common. Our personalities are not as identical as my mother an I. But when I think about it, he gave me so much. So for fathers day, I have to say to my dad, thank you.

Thank you for being so protective over me. For teaching me how to defend myself both physically and mentally against anything that might come my way. Thank you for preparing me for whatever might happen.

Thank you for showing me how to live my life without fear of anything. For showing me how to move forward with my dreams and desires. For teaching me to believe that anything I want is well within my reach.

Thank you for all of the hard work you did to make sure your children had a good life.

Thank you for showing me what a husband and father should be. For giving me a wonderful guideline in choosing my own husband. And thank you for being as kind a father to Aaron as you have always been to me.

Thank you for being an amazing Grandfather to my two kids. For always striving to entertain them. For always lighting up their faces.

Thank you for all the love, wisdom, and joy you have given us. Thanks for everything you have shown us. Thank you for the amazing places you have taken us, the art and music you have shared with us, and the experiences that you have made possible for us.

Thank you.

(Of course now I’m going to hear it from my mom. All she got for mother’s day was a phone call. I guess I’ll have to make up for it next year. Hopefully she’ll forget by then.)